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Cici and Once Upon A Time
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Mar 07, 2014 07:58PM
She nidded and began sewingthe pants, "Good. Throw out old."
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He nodded and did what she said.
She continued working. The pants would be dark because the material was different.
He soon went into a dreamless sleep.
She ate some the fresh mest and moved the rest to store in the kitchen.
She crawled into bed herself.
He had a dreamless sleep.
He didn't realize he was sleepy.
He woke up in the morning well rested.
She slept in late tucked under the half finished pair of pants.
He saw that she was still sleeping.
She snuggled withbher pillow.
He sighed. He was still so bored. He tapped his finger.
((what if he tries to prank her?))
She murmured in her sleep.
She murmured in her sleep.
((Yeah that's good idea. Like what kinda of prank))
((idk. Something funny/embarassing?))
((How about the whip cream one. There could be something like whip cream?))
((maybe he finds a plant the has something like whipped cream dripping from it and the he does the prank and turns out its poisonous?))
((you wanna start/continue?))
He was bored. He had an idea. He saw something that looked like whip cream. He put some on her hand. Then he found a feather and rubbed it on her face.
She swatted it and then immediantly woke up, her eyes wide, "What is this?" She hoped it wasnt what she thought it was.
He was sitting where he was before she woke up. He pretended to be asleep. He opened his eyes. "What's what?"
Fear welled in her eyes mixed with betrayal. Her hand shook and asked, "Why do you hate me? I help you!"
"Hate you? Why would you think I hate you? It's just a harmless prank. Your so tensed."
"Poison," she stammered, "You poison me."
"Poison you?Thats whip cream."
"That's not whip cream." His face pale."It looks like whip cream."
She could feel her throat and eyes swelling. She wasn't sure what whipped cream was or if he had actually tried to kill her. She stood trying to get to some herbs that would heal her, her feet stumbling.
"I'm sorry. I didn't realized it was poison." He was nervous. He didn't mean to hurt her.
She fumbled with jars and and started desribing the harbs she needed, knees about to buckle. She was scared. She didn't want to die, "B-boil. Boil leaves."
He bit his lips. "Shh it's going to be ok." He took the leaves and started to boil them. "Sit down and relax if your all tense and you heart beats faster when your nervous. The poison will spread quickly."
She leaned against the wall simply trying not to black out, "Poison make evergone scared, stupid."
She was fighting to keep her eyes open. If she died she wanted to at least be on her bed. Her vision wasbslowly blacking and her coordination dissolving. She ran into nesrly everything between her and her bed. She collapsed near it and dragged herself in.
"What do I do after it's done boiling." He asked quickly.
She pointed to herseld, "D-drink." Her body shook a little. Like a constent shiver.
He nodded his head. He got a glass. "Here you go."
She could barely get herself up. She drink the whole glass and then collapsed. She'd be okay but needed rest.
He covered her up. "I'm sorry. You will be ok."
He sat there and watch her sleep.
